Dream Crack
RM19111'S CHAT. Parent's assets
"Let's go, dear Biyung's son. Moved blue, until Biyung snot. Thank you for following us, son." Canda hugged his stepson, after which Nadya and Ziyan paused.
"I'm sorry, I've been angry with Zio for a long time. You see Zio is easy to sleep anyway, finished breakfast eh sleep again." Givan hugged the body of his son who was embraced by his wife.
"Gee! Don't use it, the time of apology I'm given about it." Canda gave a sharp delicacy to her husband.
"It's your habit to stick to Zio. At home, you must be broken into aja so as not to tackle molor. It's a molasses bunny as well, I'm an emotion" Givan said with a rapidly changing expression.
Zio wiped the water that soaked his eyes, he laughed amusedly at the words of his father. So ridiculous in his opinion, when his father with his thick tongue called himself 'gue'.
"It's okay, Dad. Let me have a similar resemblance to Biyung" Zio later said.
Their hugs are released. Givan immediately scooped his son's face with anxiety. "Hm! Basically it is molor nempel. Zio has re-listed, right? Is it not yet? Fear of being missed, fear of forgetfulness." Givan scratched his head.
"Not yet started, Dad. Later, three days before entering school it re-lists. If the list is, Dad. The teacher who registered, will just re-list it." Zio looked at his father's face from the side.
"Every year we list schools huh, Mas?" Canda remembered the pile of school payment receipts that were on her husband's desk.
"He'em." Givan laughed amusedly. "What's private too? Let Zio be good at his religion." Givan did admit his children to the nearest Islamic school for a hefty fee. There is indeed a state Junior High, unfortunately it is located further from the area. Givan thought, so that his son would dare to go and go home to school himself.
"It's okay, Dad. The proof is that Chandra is a private school in Islami, he can still date."
Canda and Givan looked at each other with perfectly blooming eyes. "So you want a little date, too?!" Givan asked with emphasis with an expression that seemed ready to take a victim round and round.
"No, Dad. Blurred...." Zio fled into his house.
"Basic, Semprul!" Givan shook his head, Canda could only laugh at the interaction between father and son.
"Yuk wake. Rest first, Cendol. Keep me want a lot of chat with the farm people, now it's your dowry's turn time for rejuvenation." Givan helped his wife to rise.
"I wasn't invited out dong?" Canda took his hand when they went together to return home.
"Eh, yes." Givan patted his eel. "Aren't we going out together first?" Givan raised his eyebrows.
"How about going out?" Canda did not understand the direction of her husband's conversation.
Givan took off the link of their hands, then he took off his shirt. "Don't you?" Givan swallowed*the chest on the porch of his house.
"Well, what?" Canda still did not understand her husband's intentions.
Givan took a breath. "Udah! Come on, let's go." He does not want to explain much, because he is sure to be carried back emotions.
He took his wife by the hand, not forgetting that he had locked the door of their house.
"What the hell are you doing, Mas?" Wonderful to see her husband's behavior.
"Tank drain." Givan immediately lifted his wife's body.
"So?" Canda widened her eyes by holding on to her husband's neck.
"Yes dong. When else to try? Miss this time." Givan took his wife into their room.
"There's AC, honey. You just calm down." Givan directly tuned their AC in a fairly cold temperature, but the spread of cold air was not evenly distributed.
"Okay, Mom." Canda could only resign, when her husband pulled up his dress.
Afternoon was quite crowded, with the activity of Adi and Adinda grandchildren who were playing bicycles in her yard. Being a nuisance in itself, for a notary who came with Adi's request.
"Nobody fell to a grandchild huh, sir? Try rereading it." The notary handed him a piece of paper with a stamp decoration.
"Nothing, as I and my wife requested. By the way, this is in accordance with the law yet huh? What is religious?" Adi put the paper up.
"If law and religion are different, sir. Yesterday Dinda's mother asked for it legally, because there were two other children whose blood and other bladder he said. Let it be flat, so I make it in accordance with the law of the country," explained the notary slowly.
"Adi mangosteen. So, this is just asking for the signature of our heirs?" Adi read the paper.
"Heirs, witnessed by witnesses and parties concerned. Continue, Confirmation and I keep. Later I return if Mr. Adi and Dinda's mother are dead, if one of the parties is still alive, this power of attorney and inheritance can not be shared assets. Later, I will share it. I will involve the family of Mr. Adi, the head of RT and the local village head if the time is right. But earlier apologize, sir? May Mr. Adi and Ms. Dinda live a long life, this will be a letter for later if there is no age." The notary smiled stiffly, worried that Adi was offended by his words.
"I understand, Sir. So I'm gathering my kids?" Adi put the sheet back.
"Yes, Sir. Please, Sir."
Adi immediately walked over to his wife who was watching her grandchildren play. He had no intention of expelling his grandchildren not to play in his yard, even though there were important guests in his house. He did not want to make his granddaughter play in his yard, because he was angry.
"Sign later, Deck. You want to call the kids first." Adi passed his wife.
"Yes, Bang." She had no intention of going into the house without her husband. Moreover, seeing his guest was a man younger than him. But, far above the age of her children.
Adi called his children for no apparent reason. Luckily, Givan hasn't pulled the gas. He abandoned his intention to leave, but he invited his wife to visit his parents' house.
The sofa that does not fit to accommodate them all, ends with all of them sitting together on the carpet of the family room that has a large enough place. In fact, in front of the television is already filled with a set of relaxing sofas in the family room. However, behind the sofa is still wide enough to unfurl a carpet with a jumbo size.
"What's this, Pah?" Ghifar looked tense with the crowd.
Not to mention the presence of her brother, Icut. Making Ghifar sure, that then this will talk about important things.
"It's about the distribution of Papah and Mamah's assets." Adi watched one by one his children.
"Well, what is it? Don't say anything bad, Pah." Ghava understood what this was about, though his father did not answer him with the truth of the letter.
"I mean, let's just not be around, you don't fight over it. Papah same Mamah does not want, if until you finally have a civil war, kill only because of the inheritance of parents. Let it be fair, Mamah and Papah to comply with the law of the land." Although Adi believes it is impossible, but at one time he feared it would happen because of economic turmoil. He understood, about the wheel of life that must be spinning.
"Oh Allah, Pah. I came all the way, how come this?" Icut also does not like to hear the alert steps taken by his parents.
"I mean Mamah and Papah well, Cut. A patch of land, it could create a civil war. Moreover, this is until it can make one district like it," explained Adinda later.
The eight brothers looked at each other. Gibran just realized, his parents told him to go home apparently for this purpose.
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